noun: holocaust; plural noun: holocausts
1. destruction or slaughter on a mass scale, especially caused by fire or nuclear war.
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For the past few months I’ve been taking a class on the Holocaust at school, taught by Professor Lawhon whose father was a liberator. Many have wondered why and it wasn’t until now that I realized my answer. It’s happening today. On the same scale? Millions being killed for what they believe? No, not millions. Pieces of millions, yes.
We were assigned to do a group project for the end of the semester and my group decided to do a comparison of the Holocaust to our world today. Do your research.
It’s standing at your door.
You complain about the rain and for some that is as bad as it gets
Try being sent to work to be humiliated, spirits broken, until you’ve reached death
Try traveling through hell, searching for one sliver of hope
Watch your family starved, beat and diseased and I dare you, try and cope
They woke up each morning, prodded and crumbling
Their tears laced the path of lost dreams and faltering faith
Torn by a man who wanted things HIS way
Even death didn’t stop the disrespect
Bodies were thrown like castoff dolls into the dirt
Labeled as skeletons before Earth even had time to unravel their bones
Buried like animals, piled like bricks
No goodbye for their loved ones still surrounded by living death
And we silence the violence hitting us right now
Through ignorance and reckless pride
What will it take for us to step out?
You sit there, comfortable, feet placed on the ground.
Shoulders relaxed, head held up proud
Food in your stomach, dinner planned out
The violence seems distant, so far and removed from our grounds
Please open your eyes friends, it’s right here, right now
Turn on your TV and it’s entered your home
Your children will have access to more than you know
Hours of gaming, stained, spent reading what they’ve wrote
You think you’re not affected but really you vote just to ignore the issues bombarding our homes
The words will be imprinted in each of our heads
For words are infections, certain to spread
So what is the difference in our goals today?
When we poke fun at or put down the neighbor we look at but don’t see
You think violence stems from that smile you gave away?
No, it stems from the branches rooted and growing from dark rain
The idea that ‘me’ is as important as it gets
Once written, it’s done
Words seep from your mouth until they’ve formed the next gun
I’m no better than Hitler if my goal is to shame
I’ve put myself on a pedestal, like I’m superior in some way
Even just one already broke and hurting
And the lyrics to a song titled ‘Me’ shove them further down
The hatred consumes us, but we look away
Enough is enough!
Stand up and finally say yes to living a life of faith
Faith in your neighbor; that they are more that what you see when you look in the mirror
Don’t be a part of the problem
Your silence is killing more people each day
So turn off your TV, put away your phone
Deny it all you want, it’s knocking at your door
Step down from your high horse and make a vow
Open your eyes, it’s right here. Right now.